Chapter One

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Year Five

The Order Of The Phoenix

My parents told me story's about the train station but what the fuck do they really expect me to run through a wall. It's like the trying to kill me. Am I going to do it anyway yea.


"Let's get this show on the road." My dad yells.

"I'm going."

"I'm fuckin' goin.'" I say under my breath

"What was that"

"Nothing" I say

Now I'm running at the wall 'dear beyoncé please let me through' and with that I'm through.

Thank you beyoncé.

Now all I see is a fuck load of damn people.

"Mum how many fucking people go here"

"About 1000"

"Wow not as many as it look's, Thanks."

"Ok dear, your mother and I will see you at the end of the year"


I hug them and bid my goodbyes as they go put my things away. As I'm walking to the train I but my headphones on and plays taylor swift. As I'm putting my phone in my pocket someone knocks it.

"Oi watch where the fuck your going dickhead"

"What did you say to me" The white headed boy asked

"For god sake, watch where you fucking walkin'"


And with that he walked of. 'Whats up his ass?' On the train there are no spare sets so I have to sit next to these three weird as looking kids. Two rangas and one kid with glasses.

"Is anyone sitting here?"

"No, have a seat" the kid with glasses says

"Oh fuck thanks"

"Where are you from I love your accent." The ginger girl asks

"Australia"

And with that i turn my music up so I can no longer hear them. They all have a strange look and their face but then go back to there conversation. As I watch people go back and forth. Some short, some rangas, some grey ass bitches that definitely need to see the sun for the love of god you could smack them and make them red thats how grey they. You could even throw some fake tan on that. I would happily buy you some bondi sands. The real shit. I better not get that pasty while I'm here or I will fucking die, that's an exaggeration. I just need to get to this damn school.


I may not of come here until the fifth year but I am still whatever you call a pure blood apparently that means something. My Dad Henry Taylor and my Mum Olivia Taylor. Both pure bloods so that makes me one I guess. I really would've loved back to my old school in Sydney, but maybe this school will have just as much drama as an all girls school next to the school with a whole lot of sex scandals.

Just as I was getting comfortable someone taps on my shoulder.

"Just wanted to let you know where here." The guy with glasses says

"Yep, thanks."

With that I'm up out of my set and on my way off the train. Now got even more to walk but at least they take us on some weird ass boat thing. 'I have no fucking clue what this school is on but thank JLO for that'.

As I'm this girl walks up to me. 'For fuck sake can people just leave around?'

"Hi I'm pansy, I feel so bad for you, you had to sit next to them." She say

"Fuck finally someone understands, but i have a question why are there so many fucking rangas her for fuck sake is it all insest?"

"Oh right I'm Amelia Taylor."

"I can tell we are going to be best friends." She says putting her arm in mine. "I just have one question what is a ranga?"

"A red headed bitch."

As we walked to the boat things I could feel all eyes on us.

"What the fuck are you lookin' at." I shouted and with that they all looked away

"I already love you" Pansy says

"As you should." And with that we were off the boats and walking up to hogwarts. Arm in Arm. As where walking to the big ass hall I have to stay back with the tiny kids to get sorted this is going to be a long two fucking years and my parents said I was to be sorted I to the green one all I know is it starts with S and pansy is in it so there's that. I say a quick prayer before I walk in.

"Beyoncé, JLO, Rihanna and Nicky you better you put me in the fucking green one or I swear I will come for you, Love you, Amen bitch."

And with that I wait for my name to be called so I can walk in like I own the mother fucking place


"Amelia Taylor"......

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